Chapter 4
Gang's Quality Time
(ギャングの充実した時間の巻)
(or "11 Months in One Day")

Michelle arrived later, as she was busy writing lots for her friends to make some quality time with the 11 Sisters.

If your recall last time, the 11 Sisters of Marciano invaded Simile City, during an invasion of the Prussia Army. They defeated the Prussia Army, while The Gang was performing LIVE. It was later revealed that Percival adopted the android assassins, since Madame Marciano, their former mother, died in a spaceship dogfight. This led his wife, Farra, and the others to be very concerned… and angry, for hiding this moment.

Michelle finished with the lots and sorted them into seven different groups.

"I see that one girl isn't enough," she said to The Gang, "We'll each draw a lot, and we pick who gets who to spend time with."

She stated, "Seven of these will select who will play with, or spend time with. One will have to be with April and January, one for February and August, one for March, one May, one for June, one for July, and one for October, November, and December."

Heather said, "Uh, how do we know which is which?"

Steven barked, "No time! We got a whole day off, so we'll have to wing it."

She put the lots in a hat and shook it up, as Steven reached first. He pulled out a lot. Peter was next, followed by Mizuki, Farra, Heather, and Percival. Michelle had the last one.

Steven was irate by the lot, as he fumed, "I got the booby card. And by booby, I mean the worst case scenario."

He had to spend time with January and April. Peter was laughing, until he read the card.

"May?" He thought, "Isn't that like the kid we saw?"

Percival said, "No, you mean Haruka. That's a whole different May."

Farra had June, while Heather had March. Heather asked, "Farra, can we switch?"

Farra pondered on who June was, the short-haired girl in a boy's uniform. She then stuttered, "Uh… No, I'm fine… He, uh, she…"

Heather snuffed, "Well, I don't approve of being the aunt of a robot girl!"

Percival smiled and said, after he got the triplets, "Well, I'll teach you, since June and the others get along."

Mizuki said, "Hey, how come you get the lame ones, Michelle?"

She got August and February, while Michelle has July.

Peter smiled, "You got the two-fer! You're so lucky, babe!"

Mizuki muttered, "When we get married, I'm thinking of not making my kids as gunners."

Steven cried, "You're leaving me with those two spitfires?"

Percival said, "I know it is tough, but look on the bright side… You did pick the leader and her entourage."

Steven said, "That's what I was afraid of."

Michelle said, "First, we get to know them, and then, we get to play with them."

She barked, "But… NO lovey-dovey randy love! You got it? These are orphans, NOT sexbots."

The Gang cheered, "Yes, ma'am!"

They left, as Michelle summoned Percival. She asked him, "So… It's been a while, since they invaded the Middle East."

"It was an emergency situation. I summoned them, only to get the job done. News is that the Iraqi soldiers are invading each world. And knowing the 11 sisters, they get the job done, without mercy."

"I get it. You want to prevent another international incident… Well, it's considered obsolete, since the worlds are all mucked up, as it is. Having your 'daughters' invade that area was ruthless."

She left, as Percival smirked, "Just your witty humor, as always. Just take care of the Sisters."

Michelle asked, "How can I? July has a sword, and she's the silent type!"

Percival nodded, "I know. She's just shy…"

She walked out, grumbled, "My arse, she is…"

So, it began. After going through the process of getting to know the Sisters, they agree to take them to places, around the Alternate Worlds, all for having fun. Heather was first, as she was lining up cans on a fence for March to shoot. Since September died, March became the skilled sniper. Heather lined up some aluminum cans and called to March, "Okay! Whenever you're ready!"

March, the sister with black hair in big pigtails, aimed her rifle and fired at the cans, knocking them off. She fired a bullet each, destroying each can. Heather was astonished, as she had an idea. She held up a huge apple and placed it on the fence, steadily.

"Okay, March Madness!" Heather cheered, "Hit the apple, win a prize!"

March huffed, "What kind of nonsense is this? I'm not William Tell."

Heather said, "If you're really good at the rifle, you could easily destroy this huge apple."

March said, "Fine. But you know what'll happen when-."

"Shut up and shoot! Heather is excited!"

"Fine…"

She fired her rifle and shot the apple, exploding into bits and mulch (or applesauce, in this case). It splattered all over Heather. She then grumbled, "Eugh!"

March said, "I tried to warn you…"

Heather moaned, "I'm covered in apple crumbles!"

March said, "I think you mean "Crumbs", Aunt Heather…"

Heather sighed, "I wonder how the others held out."

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Farra was treating to June, the silent one with the short hair and black boy's uniform, with some cooking tips in the kitchen. June was in concerned, as Farra's culinary arts (or lack thereof) were shown, as she was cutting a tomato into slices. She then mixed it with a bowl of lettuce and bits of bacon. She then said, "Now, you try. All we need is to cut the onions."

She held up her fighting knife and began cutting the onion into slices. The scent of the onion was faint, as Farra smiled, "You did well, June."

She then held the onion slices and chopped them into bits, really fast. Farra asked, "Why are you doing that?"

June was unaffected by the onion, as its scent wafted towards her face. She didn't cry, but Farra did.

"I… I didn't want it to be mulched up!" She wept, "June, that's enough and put the onions in!"

Minutes later, Farra placed the mixed veggie salad into plate of dough. She then lathered it in some marinara sauce.

"I'll need some ketchup for this. I wanna give it a kick-start." Farra instructed.

June held up some Tabasco sauce. She gave it to Farra, as she poured it in. After that, she placed some cheese and pepperonis on it and placed it in the oven.

"Good. Now we wait ten minutes… or until a golden brown," she said, "This will be for all 11 of you, as a way of welcoming into our home. And you were a good help to your mother, meaning me."

June smiled, as she held up her knife. She gave it to her and said to wash it. Farra washed it, as June was watching the oven. But…

POOF!

The pizza was on fire, during the first two minutes. She opened the oven, pulled it out, and extinguished it with water. It was a bit wet, but was all singed. She placed it back in the oven and waited.

Farra asked, "What happened?"

June replied, "It was on fire. I put it out… Mother."

Farra smiled, "Good girl."

XXXXX

Outside, Mizuki was with February and August, practicing in their cosplay attires. Of course, Mizuki wore her pink maid uniform, while the others were wearing black uniforms that she made for them, similar to their Goth Loli suits.

February, with glasses and light brown hair, asked, "Forgive me, but why do I have to wear these?"

Mizuki smiled, "I figured that you need something more than black gun girls. By black, I mean your clothing."

August, the girl with blonde hair and a top hat, swung her arms around and cheered, I am Augusta!"

Mizuki applauded, as August did a knee front point-up.

"Knee front point-up" is kneeling forward, while pointing up to the sky.

February said, "I am Frar! I shall smite you with my Intellettwali insegwiment."

She responded, "It is in Maltese. I am an intelligent girl."

Mizuki said, "I only understand very few languages, since my college days – Italian, German, French, Spanish, Japanese, Korean, Chinese, English, Thai, and Yiddish. I'm not good at others, yet."

August asked, "Shall you demonstrate it for us?"

February said, "Please. Speak in Russian!"

"Uh… Why? I'm a little rusty, since I met this freaky guy with a scarf."

They pleaded, "Please, Mizuki!"

She sighed, "Fine! Hang on…"

Mizuki inhaled and said, "Uh… Moya svinaya otbivnaya v koryushki."

They were confused, as February translated, "Your pork chop is what now?"

She said that "her pork chop is smelt".

Mizuki was embarrassed, "Let's get back to work. Now…"

She posed with her right leg forward, and then stepped down. She extended her left arm upward, waving it around.

February did it better and said, "A-ha! Kādomasutā 2 tsuki!"

August did it too, as she cried, "Kādomasutā 8 tsuki!"

Mizuki called out, "Kādomasutāpīchi!"

She laughed, "You're really good! No wonder you have been programmed for posing…"

Feb replied, "August, July, and I are closet Wedding Peach fans, if not on missions with April."

Mizuki smiled, "I should totally hook you with Reiko and Aya! They are experts at cosplay!"

GEORGE!
An explosion occurred, where Michelle was.

"MICHELLE!"

XXXXX

Michelle was in a private test area, next door to where Peter was. She was with July, who was slicing off Bob-Ombs from the catapult.

"PULL!" Michelle called out, as she launched another one.

GEORGE! Another slice off explosion.

Michelle said, "Wow! You are rather smashing, with your huge tall steak knife."

July, the girl with brown hair in a ponytail, giggled at her, without saying a word. Peter appeared and said, "Will you keep it down? May and I are playing video games!"

Michelle said, "Aw, sod off, ya snackin' fanboy!"

July smiled and puckered her lips at him. Peter blushed, as he ran off. Michelle smiled, "Good one, America."

July asked, "Huh? What do you mean?"

Michelle replied, "Your name is known for the Fourth of July. Too bad I celebrate Bastille Day."

July asked, "When's that?"

XXXXX

Peter and May, the girl with spiky white hair, were playing a video game together. They were playing one of the Madden games.

"Can you perform an audible for this play?" He asked, "Because, gynoid girl, you're about to face against Da Thunda!"

May said, "You don't know what I am… since these mechanics make it look good."

Peter said, "First and Ten… My QB on the tight squeeze… This calls for a playmaker."

HIKE!

Peter snapped the ball and threw it to his receiver. May's team intercepted it, running it all the way to the 30 Yard Line.

"Aw, no way!" He cried, "How did you do that?"

"User pick," May said, "And you play with just the computer playing."

"Do you want me to perform Pass Interference? Picks are safe moves… if open."

"Good point…"

"I watch a lot of football and know that these games have a lot of Holdings."

"Then… You don't mind if I-?"

TWEET!
May's team, as she and Peter were talking, got a delay of game penalty.

Peter smirked, "Should've paused the game, May."

GEORGE!

He shouted, "Damn it! How long is Michelle going to take?"

XXXXX

Steven was in the band's practice area, as April was checking an acoustic guitar.

"You guys play often?" She asked him.

"Not mostly for practices," he said, "But Steven Cooke knows how to perform. It's all in the leadership. See, we practice, but we never practice, too much. That's why Steven Cooke made sure his vocal chords are ready. I used to play keyboard, before we could try a new practice… Plus, we ran out of Beatles songs to perform."

January said, "Oh? Can April and I do a song? We usually practice out mobility skills, through academic and aptitude tests."

April shouted, "JANUARY!"

She whispered, "Don't judge our ways at this guy… If you do, you'll make him speak in the third person, again."

Steven asked, "So, do you have a request?"

January asked, "May I have an electric guitar?"

Steven handed her a red and brown Gibson, as she prepared to strum. She started to sing:
Sister!
You make me wanna care!
You're always there
and I was fair!

Mother!
Cannot stand your grudge!
You often judge
about my sudden nudge!

Mister!
OH, don't dare tell…
You sure look swell…
WHEN YOU'RE IN HELL!

January started smashing the guitar, screaming, "DAMN IT! DAMN IT! DAMN IT! DAMN YOU, MISTER! I HOPE YOU DIE!"

April and Steven were shocked, as January said, "Sorry. I overdid it, without overheating…"

"We never overheat, January…" she said, "We just have sudden coolants."

Steven said, "You know… You should control your sudden grudges."

January started crying, "SEPTEMBER! WAH-AH-AH-AH!"

She started bawling, as April said, "She's been like that."

Steven said, "Steven Cooke wishes your condolences for September."

January sobbed, "STOP SAYING THAT!"

April spoke to him, "Ever since Mister killed September, she was an emotional wreck, no matter where she goes. She's mostly angry."

January shouted, "YOU DON'T KNOW ME! Sisterhood is powerful…"

She wailed, "And… and… September was so precious! Sniff… She was like us, even though were… related!"

She blubbered, as April said, "You don't see me cry… except when Mother died."

She then asked, "So… How come you hate Percival? Our scanners showed that you have spite for him. How sweet it is, to be of the same hatred for different people."

Steven said, "You don't know what it's like. In fact, this is to be between us, and not to your "Adopted Father"."

He then said to April and January about how he hated Percival.

Of course, it's inaudible, moving to the next scene.

GEORGE!
The explosions continued, as we cut to Percival, playing with the triplets, playing Ring around the Rosy. October, in black, November, in green, and December, in pink, were laughing, as Percival smiled. They finished playing, as the triplets laughed.

Percival said, "Such fun, eh?"

October giggled, "Yay! Father dear is fun!"

They cheered, "Father! Father! Father!"

Percival said, "And that's just ¼ of the girls…"

GEORGE!
July's actions continued. Percival huffed, "What are they doing?"

He told the girls to stay put, as he stepped out.

He went to the door of the training area, and shouted, "MICHELLE! JULY! What are you doing in there?"

Peter cried, "Why is she exploding bombs in there?"

Farra called, "Can you keep it down? I have a pizza, baking in the oven."

Percival said, "Michelle is seriously destroying the-!"
GEORGE!
"—place!"

Heather cringed, "How long is this going to go on?"

Mizuki said, "As long as her bomb count has-."
GEORGE!
"—been depleted."

Steven C appeared and barked, "What is going on? Someone stop that Brit-!"
GEORGE!
"—ish bombardment!"

Percival yelled, "MICHELLE!"

Michelle called out, "WHAT?"

"ARE YOU DONE DESTROYING THE PLACE?"

"Yes. July is now scared of hurting Bob-ombs now."

She stepped out, as July came out, with her arms destroyed.

July sobbed, "I overdid it."

Heather asked, "Wait… Pizza?"

Farra smiled, "June and I made some for our new 11 friends. Wanna have some, when it is done cooling?"

The Gang stepped back and was nauseated. Peter said, "We'll order out."

They left, as Farra snapped, "HEY! At least I made some good shit, now and then!"

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Farra then served her supreme salad pizza, in twelve slices, and gave them all to her daughters. They enjoyed the pizza, except for January, who was upset over September. But when they had the first bite…

CLANG!
That was the sound of the bell of death. They were a bit nauseated by the pizza. They spat it out and coughed and gagged. Farra took a bite and snapped, "Aw, come on! You don't know the first thing about-!"

URK!
She was sickened by it.

She groaned, "No wonder the guys bailed… God, I hate them."

She ran to the bathroom and started to vomit. She called, "APRIL!"

April asked, "Yes, Adopted Mother Dear?"

Farra said, "Grab Darling's Gold Card and order some Chinese…"

She threw up again and moaned, "But… Save me some leftovers… I am not hungry…"

April grumbled, "Sick."

She glared at June, "And you helped her make it!"

June pouted and spoke in a quiet voice, "Sorry."

Farra cried, "June… It's not your fault…" and then threw up again.

That evening, the rest of The Gang was having a huge meal in a Wing Kingdom. Percival then explained the situation… of another disturbance.

Percival stated, "Intel has warned us of a shocking dilemma in another city. It's already in a city called Highland, currently in ruins. It's heading for another city – Daten City. Luckily, I had a favor from a Minister who will help out this matter."

Peter said, "What is this matter?"

Percival said, "Ghosts."

Peter and Heather trembled, "G-G-G-G-Ghosts?"

He stated, "News from the ghost sightings is that demonic ghosts are appearing; terrorizing the cities, out of nowhere. Some of them we don't know, while a few have been resurrected… as specters. But AAW confirmed on some of the phantasms' ID form."

He showed a file of Mister Boss, who was killed, during a faulty hanging by Tenma the Cyborg. He showed another of the resurrected Rei Tachibana. He also showed another of Dan Halen, who was killed by Kanaka Nanase.

"One by one… They all appeared, dead and killed… and to make matters worse… Heaven and Hell won't let them in."

Michelle said, "Since when did this become a Supernatural Fan Fic? Anyway, these demons won't stop appearing, terrorizing the world."

Mizuki said, "You're right. Even in death, they plan to get revenge. We heard news that they are heading for Daten City. But for some reason, those ghosts haunt this city, but they never leave."

Peter cringed, "Good… You don't mind if we let them stay there!"

Heather sobbed, "Heather is shaking in her boots, and she means it in a trembled way!"

Steven C smirked, "Well, if that robot killed you… It's worth it. Steven Cooke would've let you die, but your wife saved you. Besides, I'd never leave a man behind, especially since he's a brainiac piece of shit!"

Muscle Man called out, as he was eating his wings, "HEY, HOMEY! You know who else is a brainiac piece of shit?"

Steven responded, "No, who?"

Muscle Man cheered, "MY MOM!"

He hooted and hollered, "WHOO-WHOO! WHOOOOOO!" and then left, paying the bill.

Steven was disgusted, "That's not funny…"

Michelle huffed, "Who the devil was that?"

Percival remarked, "No idea. Anyway, I like the way you said it about me, Steven, but Farra would throttle you, since you'd say that."

Steven grinned evilly, "Well, she's not here now, right?"

Mizuki said, "Hopefully so. Shall we continue?"

Percival said, "Right. So, we shall head over to Highland, or what's left of it, and investigate the area. Remember to prepare yourselves, in case of any activity."

He addressed to Michelle, "Michelle, would you like to join us on a trial basis?"

Michelle smiled, "Cool. I'd love to join you six, since I have nowhere else to go. Just let me call me brother."

She left to a payphone, as The Gang continued the meeting. Percival added, "Oh. Also, we have to head to Daten City, after Highland. I forget that we have a gig there. We'll meet at Highland, tomorrow. I'll tell Farra to come with, while we prepare."

He addressed to Peter, "Giveth the works!"

Peter shivered, as Steven said, "Walk it off, homies. Steven Cooke isn't afraid of ghosts. We deal with these 'geists first, and then we ROCK OUT!"

Heather quivered, "Uh… yeah… Big guy, pay the man…"

Peter shivered, "Babe, pay the man…"

Mizuki said, "Steven, pay the man…"

Steven addressed, "Pay the bill, smartie!"

They walked out, as Percival sighed, holding up his wallet, "And after every mission briefing, I end up paying the bill. One of these days I'm gonna start saying NO to any request."

Meanwhile, in Daten City, a man in a black suit and slick hair appeared, watching over the city. He then spoke in a southern accent, "This will be the beginning of the end. The Gang is coming here, and Reverend Garter has told me to assist the matter."

He then huffed, "Right! I'll find me a ghost, or my name isn't King Gorilla!"

He then said, to the 4th wall, with just his upper body and mouth shown, "And it's not."

Who is this man, watching over Daten City? Is he friend or foe? Find out in the next chapter.

To be continued…